Me at two years old, a queen!

When An'an woke up from her afternoon nap, she found several pink mice by her bed. Aunt Liu said they were a birthday present from her uncle and asked her to put them in her room.

"Uncle?"

"It's Yanzhou's dad! The man who went to the trash can with you guys yesterday to pick things out!"

"Isn't that my uncle?"

"Oh dear~, my little princess, that's because Brother Yanzhou calls your father 'uncle,' you have to call his father 'uncle'!"

"Why is my father my uncle, and his father his uncle-in-law?"

Aunt Liu hadn't received much formal education and only knew a few numbers. She wasn't sure how to explain it at first, but that's how our ancestors called it.

"Is my dad more powerful, or is my brother's dad more powerful?"

"Then let's say my dad is a bit tougher! My dad isn't that bad! Hehe~"

An'an couldn't understand it, and without waiting for Aunt Liu's explanation, she decided to go out to find her brother to play. She found that only her brother was in the room; everyone else was gone.

"Hey~, sweetie~, where are you going~"

"Great-Grandpa, I'm going to find my brother to play. Do you want to come with me?"

"I won't go, you and your brother have fun~" The old man doesn't like to move around in the winter. He has many injuries from his early years, and now that he's old, he needs a medical team year-round.

Lu Junxing was busy, so he asked Qin Feng to take Qin Yanzhou and An'an to the amusement park to continue playing. Fortunately, the weather was nice today, and it wasn't too cold at three in the afternoon.

After playing bumper cars and go-karts for a while, An'an, who was trying these for the first time, couldn't stop and asked Qin Feng to take them on one after another.

By the time she was completely drenched in sweat from playing, Lu Junxing came over during a break from work and found that the towel on her back was soaked with sweat.

The man, his face dark, coldly told the little girl to go play something else. An'an reluctantly held her brother's hand and wandered around, but seeing the man go back to his work...

She giggled and grabbed Qin Feng's trouser leg, craving strawberry ice cream for ages. The last time, her grandfather had secretly given her a bite: "Crazy Uncle~, I'm so hot, I want strawberry ice cream~"

Although the amusement park is An'an's private property, it still needs to be operational regularly. Otherwise, it would be too hectic to have to constantly repair and restart the equipment when the children want to play.

Therefore, the amusement park has limited opening hours each day, so there were only a few scattered people. There's also a children's themed restaurant and various food trucks that kids love.

Qin Feng stiffly pushed An'an away, and the little girl clung to him, her eyes longingly fixed on the ice cream across the street. Finally, a float performance came by.

Qin Yanzhou was quick-witted; he knew his uncle would never give his sister ice cream. He remembered once picking up leftover ice cream from his great-grandfather's daughter, which resulted in a stomachache. His mother had to carry him for a long time that night, taking a taxi to the hospital.

With the parade floats blocking their view, he quickly pulled the person forward, saying, "Little sister, big brother will take you there!"

"Really? Brother, do you have money? Ice cream costs one bill~"

"No, but Uncle Qin Feng is rich!"

Qin Feng's expression remained blank upon hearing this. He merely remarked that he hadn't expected the child to be so cunning, but having understood the kid's strategy, he had no objections, as long as the child ate something normal.

An'an looked at the convenience store in front of her, then glanced at the chubby owner, and scratched her head in a bit of confusion: "Brother? Where's the ice cream vendor?"

"Oh, they've stopped selling it and opened a convenience store instead!"

Boss: "No, what?"

Qin Feng tossed a few red banknotes at him. The shopkeeper, seeing the money in his pocket, immediately grinned from ear to ear and gave the man a look: "Got it! I'll shut up!"

Finally, An'an happily hugged a bunch of snacks, and even Qin Yanzhou had quite a few in his hands. Qin Feng paid at the cashier, glancing at the baskets and gesturing to the shopkeeper.

"Hehe~, it's...it's yours!" The shopkeeper took the money; most people pay online these days, and he didn't have much change on hand.

The man then took two baskets, filled them with the children's food, and left, saying, "Keep the lookout."

The shopkeeper, who was just about to remind them that one basket would be enough for such a small amount of goods, smiled even more broadly upon hearing this and stood at the door: "Okay! Okay! Hehehe~, come again soon!"

"Brother, that shop owner's smile is so scary~, it looks a bit like a witch!"

The boss's laughter stopped abruptly with a loud "bang!" An'an turned around at the sound and asked, "Is it going to explode?"

"Probably, they're furious," Qin Yanzhou said, looking at the glass door that was still shaking from the force of the impact.

"Then let's hurry!"

An'an pulled her brother forward, her legs wobbling, and said to the leisurely Qin Feng, "Crazy Uncle~, let's run~"

Qin Yanzhou glanced back at the man's legs, then at his sister's chubby little legs, and said nothing, simply walking forward silently.

What is that?

An'an drank her milk, looking at the small castle that had been enclosed in the distance. Inside, there was a very high wall that could be climbed, and below were several small compartments, with an air castle in the center.

Qin Yanzhou glanced at the climbing wall, then looked at An'an hesitantly, but ultimately said nothing.

In the end, Qin Feng saw this and asked someone to accompany him to go rock climbing, while he accompanied An'an to the small kitchen to cook and play.

"Little sister, I'll only play this once, I'll come back to find you in a bit!"

An'an was tempted by the climbing wall, but the small kitchen in front of her completely captured her heart. She'd wanted to cook ever since her grandma made meatballs, but unfortunately, she wasn't allowed into the kitchen.

"Crazy Uncle~, what do you want to eat? An'an will make it for you~"

"Young lady, I'll eat whatever you like to make!" Qin Feng said casually after checking for any dangers and confirming that the small pots and pans were safe.

"No, An'an is the little cook today~, Crazy Uncle, you should call her the little cook~"

After spending a few days at kindergarten, An'an has become quite adept at switching roles. Right now, she's wielding her little shovel, stirring up a clump of dark, mushy green vegetables.

You should say, "Little cook, I'd like to order!"

"Crazy Uncle~, say something~"

Qin Feng kept his mouth tightly shut, but finally decided it would be better to have a staff member accompany him.

Finally, Qin Feng encountered someone who shouldn't be there. Fang Liting, who had just entered, trembled with fear and lowered her head, unable to look at him, after being swept by the man's sharp gaze.

"Huh~, are you that older sister?" An'an looked at the girl in the baggy work clothes, somewhat puzzled. "What are you doing here?"

Are you here to have fun too?

No...it's not.

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"Yes...yes, little sister, I can...I can teach you to cook," Fang Liting stammered, sensing the man's threatening gaze.

"I've been cooking since I was little; I cook all the meals at home!" Afraid they wouldn't believe her and wouldn't want her, she quickly added, thinking about the money.

Qin Feng glanced at the manager who had brought the men, said nothing, went outside to make a phone call, and asked Fang Liting to stay behind.

An'an watched the girl's movements intently, then clumsily picked up the egg and tapped it on the table, while the photographer following nearby captured the moment in real time.

Then, with a "smack," egg yolk spilled all over the table. Encouraged, An'an picked up another egg and gently tapped it, but even after straining and furrowing her brow, she still couldn't crack it.

Finally, An'an simply held the egg with both hands and gave it a squeeze, and the yolk slurred out from between her fingers. After trying this several times, she finally began her official egg-frying journey.

An'an was filling a small plate with eggs when she saw a man walking towards her. He was wearing a gray overcoat, and as he walked, a small maple leaf fluttered and hung low in the air.

"Daddy~, Daddy~, come and see the eggs I made! Hehe~"

An'an happily waved her little hand at the man.